Haunting My Dreams

Why do you appear in my dreams
when I haven't thought of you in weeks?
To have the dream consume me
tricking my mind to believing you and I were we.

The secret kiss and the ghost of touch
it doesn't make sense to dream of you so much,
Which makes no sense because I know how I feel
so there is no way that this should be so real.

Your face was not the sane
when I sat next to you at the baseball game.
I remember a whisper of wanting more
right when the rival team hit a home run and scored.

I leaned over and kissed your neck
you tilted my head to give a quick peck.
I looked into your eyes and it wasn't you
Alarmed, I wake up dazed and confused.

I walk the rest of the day wondering what it means
because there's no way the dream is what it seems.

Midnight Stroll

The ghost of yesterday's past
haunts me in my dreams.
The present interrupts the future
working hard for my life to be redeemed
but you can't know sure.

My soul sinks to the burning fire
but as my mind gravitates to the burning light
and as my mind goes higher and higher
my soul is incinerated by the fire.

And as the wicked never sleeps
I chase the shadows in the dark
and as society weeps
I'm lost with a broken heart

Sickness

Slowly and slowly i find myself withering away
I feel my insides dying
the pain is excruciating
for it to go away I pray

It appeared out of nowhere
the sickness consumes me
fading in and out
I try to as civil as i can be

It hurts
It hurts
It hurts
It hurts

I can barely hold on
trying so hard to not cry out
I am strong
Im going to make this out alive